The Final Chase (Final Love Book 2) Page 6

  My back pressed against his torso even more since he was speeding us somewhere. I mentally crossed my fingers that we were heading back to the lodge for some naughty time, but instead he drove off the beaten path and into the woods. My mouth pursed in confusion. Uh, did he take me for a woodsy type of girl?

  Chapter Twelve

  We passed by a shed with doors and he parked us to the side of it. We were completely alone. Hmmm, maybe being out in the woods wasn’t such a bad thing after all right now. The ATV was still rumbling, and I won’t lie, feeling horny, combined with the subtle vibrations of the machine between my legs, was making me feel extra frisky. When I started to turn so I could figure out what he had planned, Jake turned off my vibrations. I pouted a little at that but decided we could play another time this week on the ATV.

  “It’s very quiet out here,” I commented, looking around. I wondered what was in the shed. I kinda noticed two dirt lines that went through the trees like a path. Maybe from a car or truck?

  “Jake?” He hadn’t said a word. My body turned back towards his and he looked pained.

  “Jake?” Should I shake him or something? I got up onto my knees and faced him. He was looking off in the trees, but switched his attention to me now that I was facing him. Staring into his blue eyes made me want to kiss him again. And even though we already had our first kiss, I had a feeling that more kisses from Jake would feel like a first kiss every time. Free falling into his blissful touch. He didn’t make me wait for it. He knew exactly what I wanted.

  His fingers wrapped lightly around the back of my neck and pulled me down to him. He was assertive in his kiss, taking control, while giving me what I craved. My fingers gripped the tops of his shoulders, wanting to be closer. His other hand went to my hip and pushed me so I clashed with his body. Oh, heck yeah. I straddled his hips and ground down on him a little. I was a tease, but to be honest, I just straight up wanted him. Sex on one of these things could be interesting.

  “Plans have changed, not fucking you yet,” he stated as I moved over that big piece of man meat. Those blasphemous words stopped me mid-grind. I tried to pull back to question what the hell he just said, but he lifted me off him, swung off the ATV and laid me down on the seat cushion.

  “What the hell do you mean, plans have changed? I want sex.” I lifted my head to look at him just as he nipped my clit through my leggings. A yelp flew from my chest. He nuzzled my sex and I was starting to forget what I was saying. Something about plans?

  “You aren’t ready to talk about it yet. We’ll wait until you get more accustomed to this.” His fingers gripped the waistband to my leggings and started pulling them down. Even though I was confused by his words, I lifted my hips so he could get them down to the tops of my boots. I was bare and on display for all the woodland creatures to see, but I wasn’t shy. Jake was looking at me like he was going to devour the shit out of my pussy and I was salivating with anticipation for him to do it. I didn’t wait long.

  He latched on and I moaned as he licked, sucked, and paid special attention to that little bundle of nerves that was driving me wild. My fingers gripped the handle bars above my head, anything to tether myself to this ATV and what the tongue between my legs was doing to me. He lapped at my core with force. He was out to prove something. What? I did not fucking care at the moment. My body tensed, my hips lifted in sync with his tongue. I felt so close.

  “Please, Jake,” I begged. I needed this release like I needed to breathe. A finger entered me, and my back bowed.

  “Holy fuck!” I cried out. His finger moved in and out, curling right at my sweet spot. My vision blurred and my body froze up and then exploded. Like screaming-louder-than-the-damn-lions-roar-in-the-fields type of exploded. Jake’s hand gripped my waist, keeping me pinned to his mouth.

  “Jake, come in Jake. We’ve got a problem.” And the good feeling I had just been graced with vanished. Problem? What problem? Jake untangled himself from my legs and grabbed his walkie.

  “Jake here.” He looked me over; a little gloss from my wetness coated his lips. He noticed me looking and licked his lips clean. Did I just orgasm again? Maybe…

  “Juno snuck out.”

  “Shit,” he cursed, while turning a knob on his walkie.

  “Attention, we have a code red. Find the nearest indoor enclosure and wait until I say it’s over.” Then he switched the knob again.

  “Derek. Get the tranquilizer.” I pulled my leggings up faster that you can say freak out. Which I was doing, a little.

  “Who snuck out?” I asked as I sat up on the ATV and Jake sat in front of me.

  “Juno, a twenty-eight-month-old lion cub. She is mostly harmless, but could still kill someone if she wanted to.” And there it was. I kept thinking all the animals were going to get out and eat me and it was now a possibility. Instead of panicking like I wanted to, I just held onto Jake’s waist as he sped off toward the big cat that was on the loose.

  Derek was waiting by the lodge with a large gun. Oh shit.

  “She’s around the porch. Probably wanting one of the goats,” Derek said, as Jake jumped off the ATV and grabbed the gun.

  “Stay with Cammy.” He pointed to Derek with a fierce look. Jake slowly started walking around the porch, probably so his boots wouldn’t make noise on the wood. Could one really sneak up on a lion though? I wasn’t so sure that I wanted to stay here anymore. I mean, if lions were going to be getting loose and running around, I would probably get eaten. I wasn’t very fast, or graceful. One stumble and I’d be kitty food in a heartbeat. My armpits started to sweat from nerves as Jake got closer and closer to the corner of the house.

  “Come on, sweetheart.” Derek’s voice brought me out of my panicked state. He was holding his large calloused hand out to me. I was confused.

  “You’ll see; you don’t want to miss this.” I was still confused as hell but I grabbed the man’s hand and he led me, very quickly, to the back of the house where there were a bunch of people.

  Waiting for Jake.

  Waiting for Jake to come around the corner with his tranquilizer gun for a lion, that, from the looks of the cake and balloons, was just a ploy to get him over here.

  A few thoughts drifted through my mind as Jake came around the corner, gun up and ready to fire. Everyone yelled happy birthday!

  While I thought it was cool that they wanted to throw him a surprise birthday party, I had just come on the man’s lips. Couldn’t they have waited like, half an hour?

  Jake dropped the gun and a smile broke out on his face. His eyes went to Derek’s, and I could tell he wanted to throttle the flannel-wearing man. His eyes moved to me next and I mouthed happy birthday. Maybe I would give him a birthday blow job or something of the sort. Ever since I saw his dick yesterday in the shower, I had been wanting to get my hands on it. While everyone stopped Jake to say hello, I noticed that he was not shaking hands with anyone. Which in turn made me giggle a little, thinking of where that hand had been not too long ago. It was like a dirty little secret between us.

  “Enjoy your toys?” Derek asked, shoulder bumping me. Because he was larger than me, I stumbled a little. I was about to answer when I spotted a little fluffy creature rolling in the grass by Hannah.

  “Yep, be right back.” My eyes were glued to the little baby tiger having fun with some small toy.

  “Cammy, nice to see you again.” Hannah’s sweet voice called out to me.

  “Yes! It feels like it’s been so long,” I joked, then went down on my knees by the little cub.

  “She is adorable.” I wanted to pet her but realized that I knew nothing about baby tigers. I doubted that they were like sweet little kittens that would curl up on your lap while you petted them.

  “That she is. She’s our little trooper.” Hannah smiled at the cub and took a sip out of her red Solo cup.

  “What’s her story? Every animal here has one, or so I’m learning.” I sat there as Hannah told me Casey’s story. A man was looking to make some m
oney, so he travelled around the U.S. to festivals or big parties, and accepted cash in exchange for people having their picture made with a tiger cub. They could pet her, handle her how they pleased, and pose for the camera. He made a lot, sadly. Poor little Casey had been ripped away from her mother and thrown into the world of “cub petting,” as I learned that it was actually called that. He fed her, and housed her, but not like he should have. She got sick because she was like a newborn and had no real immune system yet. Thankfully, before he could sell her off, kill her, or God knows what else, the State stepped in and she was brought to the rescue. Hannah, her husband, and Jake took personal care of her, alternating weeks because she still required nighttime feedings. She was eleven months old and soon would be big enough that she wouldn’t need milk anymore. They’ve only had her for four weeks now and she was happy and at home.

  “But she has gotten sick once since she’s been here. When that happens we have to monitor her closely so she doesn’t get worse.” Hannah ended her story. Poor baby Casey.

  “I know this sounds stupid to say, but does she bite you?” I had to know.

  “Oh, yes. She used to not know how her teeth would hurt, but she has learned to be gentle.” She demonstrated by putting her hand in the tiger’s mouth, which she opened for but didn’t try and take her fingers off. Interesting.

  The tiger yawned, and laid across Hannah’s feet and relaxed. Sleep was probably going to overtake her soon.

  “So, Cammy, what brings you here to help out at a place like this?” Hannah asked nicely. The only reason I was here was because I lost a bet to Jake, instead of helping for the cause of the animals, which made me sort of feel bad. But I was not one to regret anything, so I told her the truth.

  “Jake and I made a bet, he won, and I’m here for the week. Not sure what help I will be; as you can probably tell, I’m not a hard labor type of girl. But I’m always up to try new things.” It was the best answer I could give. I looked around and saw Jake looking at me. His blue eyes melted another layer I had built up against him. He did so much. Everyone around him was smiling and having a great time.

  “He’s a good man. Needs to settle down, though.” Subtle much? I looked back at Hannah to see her watching me watching Jake. Unsure of what else to say, I stood up.

  “He’s all right.” I winked and strode off toward the man of the hour.

  “Happy birthday. I didn’t know I was getting the honor of being in your presence on your birthday. I am so humbled,” I teased. The two people that were talking to him struck up a conversation between themselves so it was like Jake and I were alone.

  “Best birthday gift a man could ask for,” he uttered as he stuck his finger in his mouth. Oh God.

  I felt like Oprah, handing out gifts to everyone. You get an orgasm, you get an orgasm, everyone gets an orgasm! Mini-orgasms were happening everywhere just by him sucking the remnants of my wetness off his damn fingers.

  “Maybe if you convince me, you’ll get an even better birthday gift.” I pressed my tongue to the side of my cheek, hinting at a blowjob. His eyes narrowed at my cheek and took a step closer.

  “A better gift would be stripping you down with my teeth, your hands gripping the full-length mirror in the guest room, while I palm that sweet ass and feed your tight pussy my cock…inch by inch until you are so full you are up on your toes to accommodate me.” I wanted to hold onto his body because I felt like my knees were going to give out.

  “Definitely sounds better,” I whimpered, need strangling my throat. Never in my thirty years had I ever been on fire like this. He lit me up and kept me burning for him. It was something I could easily get addicted to, whether I wanted that or not.

  “But it won’t be this birthday.” He pulled back with a smug smile. Was he enjoying riling me up like this, then letting me sit on it? And not sit on it in a good way.

  “What is your deal? I gave in; I’m willing to let you have your wicked way with me. I’m here. What do you want?” I whisper-raged, totally up in his face. Thank God no one was paying attention to us, because I was sure this looked a little heated.

  “What I want, you aren’t ready to hear yet. So relax, sweetheart. Enjoy the ride. I promise you there will be one….just not today.” He leaned in and pressed a sweet kiss to my cheek before walking away, as if he didn’t just get me all hot and bothered, then throw some Arson-like shit on me. Arson.

  Rayne! I needed to talk to Rayne.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Without bringing attention to myself, I moved with haste up the stairs and stepped into the house. My phone was up on the nightstand, so I quickly ran up the stairs and swiped it to life.

  I had a few texts from my salon; everything was good. Mary loved me. They were surviving.

  I called Rayne as soon as I finished sending back the salon a thumbs up.

  She answered quickly.

  “Helloo there!”

  “Rayne. Jake is pulling an Arson. I repeat— Jake is pulling an Arson. What do I do?” It was like déjà vu all over again.

  “I knew it. What is he saying? I’m what you deserve, baby? You’re not ready yet? I want to see you pregnant and getting round with my child inside you?” She lowered her voice at the last bit, mocking her lover.

  “Gah! He already pulled the first one with I’m your alpha; I know what you need speech. Now he just pulled the you’re not ready yet part. What the hell am I gonna do? I don’t want this life. I came here and I think a small part of me knew we would have fun, but that’s what you thought with Arson and he was in love with you and wanted you to be his forever. Rayneeee.” I had officially gone from mildly annoyed and horny to freaking out.

  “Why don’t you want that life?” she asked honestly. I rolled my eyes.

  “Come on. I am not the type of girl that likes to get dirty. I mean, what they do here is really awesome. I saw all the animals today, and there is the cutest baby tiger that I’m going to mother the rest of the week. But it’s just like a weird vacation. I’m all make-up, hair, and my salon. Jake is really hot, and he is realllly good with his tongue. But I don’t think we could be around each other for any real length of time.” Even as the words came out of my mouth, my mind was screaming it was a lie.

  “I don’t know, Cammy. Things and wants change. I wanted a guy, but I didn’t think I would get a real alpha man like Arson. I also didn’t really know if I wanted kids and here I am, knocked up, eating Fruit Loops because that’s all this kid has been craving today. Maybe it’s worth a shot.” I mulled over her words. I hadn’t told her yet that I wanted a family. She probably still thought I was living the single life, screwing with a bunch of hot guys. Maybe it was a stupid thought, but I didn’t want her to think I was trying to take away her thunder. I hated to think that.

  “Ok, I’ve got to go, but tell Cammy Jr. I love her!”

  “Run all you want, but take it from me—love will catch you and knock you on your ass. Talk to you later.”

  We parted with those sweet words of hers.

  Love. Pshhh. That was definitely not happening. I sat on the bed and looked around the room. I was a straight shooter, usually. But here I was, freaking out over something that could be nothing. I wasn’t ready to open up to anyone yet about my new want of a family, so that was my secret for now. I stood up, feeling like Xenia on the verge of kicking some ass. If Jake thought he was going to lead me around, then he had another think coming.

  I was Cammy Freaking Jennings; I once switched my bestie’s toothpaste with lube. I was a force to be reckoned with.

  I marched myself right back out to the backyard, where pretty much everyone had cleared out and gone back to their work. Only Derek, Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb aka Autumn and Helen, and Jake, were chatting.

  “Ok, get. Scoot, skiddaddle!” I shoo’d them away.

  “Excuse us; we were just talking about something important,” Autumn foolishly opened her mouth. Poor child, I know she didn’t understand the predicament she was in. I me
an, I know I looked like a sweet, redheaded cupcake on the outside, but I was a cherry bomb on the inside. Deciding to nip this whole thing in the bud, I walked right up to Jake and laid claim to his lips right in their faces.

  Yep. Cammy Jennings was metaphorically peeing on Jake Wild.

  I gripped his shirt, keeping him right in my grasp. I could practically hear the rolling of their eyes, but as long as I was getting the point across, I didn’t care.

  Jake had a grin on his face as I blew his mind, obviously enjoying my cavewoman maneuvers. When I pulled back, I looked at the girls with a little headshake and raised brow. My attitude pretty much said, what? You wanna roll now? Bring it, bitches! Both girls rolled their eyes but walked away. I turned to Derek to see him silently cracking up. His hands raised in a surrender position when he met my glare.

  “I’ll see you two around. Good luck, Jake.” He laughed and walked away backwards, afraid to put his back to me. Yeah, I was a bad ass. I turned back to Jake, who had the biggest grin on his face. I felt like such a hurricane to the other people, but seeing his grin made me feel like a thunderstorm—soothing to some people on a warm summer day.

  “Okay, listen here, Mr. Alpha Animal Man. You don’t know me that well, so I’m going to impart some wisdom on you.” I pointed my finger for emphasis. Which he unfortunately gripped, and pulled me up against his body.

  I was a flailer when I got hyped up like this.

  But this close to him, I couldn’t flail. I felt like a cat in the bathtub. My inner cherry bomb was being doused, which fizzled my whole spiel.

  “I can’t let you have it when you’re holding me!” I honestly felt like he just wrapped me in a calming blanket. No one could be angry when they were being held like this. Dammit!

  Hearing my words, his damn smile just got bigger!

  “I’m curious. I’ll let you do your thing.” He let me go, then went to sit on the wooden step, ready for what I was going to do.